Mu Chenxi stood at the door, looking at Fu Yanshen who was wallowing in self-despair inside the bedroom, her heart tightening over and over.
He had been ruthless.
His hands were beaten red.
This scene was not her first time seeing it.
Knowing that he had driven to protect her caused her to rush to the hospital, where she saw it once.
But looking at it again, her heart still ached unbearably, her eyes uncontrollably welling up with tears.
She knew that he didn't want her to see his disheveled state.
So, at the hospital, she left first.
She thought that his self-abandonment was because he had just learned about his disability, and someone as proud as Fu Yanshen couldn't accept it at first, leading to such behavior.
But she didn't expect that he would only get worse.
His emotions became unpredictable, never thinking of picking himself up again.
This morning, upon receiving a call from Lu An, her heart felt like it was being fried in hot oil, the pain unbearable.